"What are you saying? Are you threatening me? Let me tell you, this child is born as a member of our Xiahou family and dies as a ghost of our Xiahou family. You can never take him away!! The wedding is, I'm sure
, but you have to prepare for this!!”
"No need to prepare grandma, I have already sent my secretary to print and distribute the invitations!!"
Xiahou Qiyang happily patted his chest and said.
"You unfilial grandson, you actually come here to kill first and then show off! But forget it, for the sake of the master, I will bypass you, but I must declare in advance that I will not show up at tomorrow's wedding!!"
"Ah? Grandma, how can this be..."
Xiahou Qiyang thought that Mo Zixiao had compromised, but he didn't expect that she was still unwilling to bless them, and felt a little uncomfortable...
Chu Yiyi tugged on his sleeve, "Qi Yang, grandma is so old, it's not right for her to run around here and there. As long as grandma agrees that we are together, and this intention is there, we should be content.
Yes, do you think so?"
Although I felt uncomfortable, there was nothing I could do to keep in a stalemate with this old woman.
Mo Zixiao rolled her eyes at her, "You've got an advantage and you still behave..."
Aunt Hong came up with a vase filled with nutrient water. Mo Zixiao immediately carefully inserted the bouquet of roses into the vase as if she were protecting a treasure...
After looking at it for a long time, he sent it to Xiahou Qiyang, "If I see this flower is still good tomorrow morning, maybe I will go to your wedding as soon as I am in a good mood..."
After Mo Zixiao finished speaking, Xia Hou Qiyang reacted and turned around to leave...
"Hey, long live grandma!!"
Xiahou Qiyang was so happy that he almost jumped up, but quickly protected the rose. It was his magic weapon!
"Xin'er, we can finally achieve success!"
He happily protected the rose and walked into the house step by step.
Chu Yiyi's eyes always fell on the rose. There must be some medicine in this rose. What exactly did Su Qingyang want to control with this rose?
Xiahou Qiyang placed the vase on the bedside table and looked at it carefully...
"Don't move!!"
Chu Yiyi walked over, picked up the vase, and placed it in front of the window, so that even if there was any medicinal powder or the like on it, it would gradually disperse with the wind...
"Hey, didn't you listen to grandma and say, take good care of it? Otherwise tomorrow..."
"Hey, in your grandma's heart, I'm never a good girl..."